While I was talking, I arrived at the potato field.

Gao Bin and Xing Zhong have prepared farm tools and are waiting, including shovels for digging potatoes and willow baskets for potatoes.

Because we need to measure the yield, we set aside one acre of land.

Now it is evenly divided into nine squares.

Kangxi signaled his sons to divide the tools, and then he started digging a potato seedling in the upper left corner.

A bunch of potatoes at the bottom.

Others couldn't see anything, but the eyes of the ninth elder brother and the fourth elder brother were bright.

Potatoes grown in this land are obviously larger than those grown in greenhouses, so the yield should be high.

Because of the good rain this year, the potatoes are quite big. The big ones are as big as goose eggs, and the small ones are as big as chicken eggs.

The potatoes harvested from this one plant can't hold more than two kilograms. How many plants are there in this acre of land?

Kangxi put down his shovel, looked at his sons and said, "Just follow the method I just used. Dig potatoes carefully. Don't hurt the potatoes and don't drop them. The top three diggers who dig the best will be rewarded."

The prince responded: "Don't worry, Khan Ama, my sons and ministers will dig it out well."

Kangxi nodded and his eyes fell on the prince's boots, which were made of black gauze and had a half-embroidered swastika pattern on them.

swastika pattern...

The eldest brother glanced at the prince and felt that there was something interesting to watch.

One-ninth of an acre of land may sound like a lot, but it is actually not that small.

It's as big as three rooms. How can the prince dig so many potatoes with his always pampered appearance?

The third elder brother held back and didn't laugh out loud.

This is a laborious job. Except for the boss, no one else will make mistakes. Today, we are fighting for the first place.

When I arrived at the fourth elder brother, I looked at the prince in front, and then at the ninth elder brother on the right.

These two are afraid of showing their cowardice.

Because the fifth elder brother and the seventh elder brother are not here, the eighth elder brother is next to the fourth elder brother.

The eighth prince's face was a little stiff and he was looking down at his shoes.

The weather is hot and the clothes are light-colored. Today he is wearing dark-white clothes and a pair of old silver shoes.

As a result, it rained yesterday and the potato field was still a little wet, and now there was muddy water on the uppers of my shoes.

Brother Jiu was standing next to him, holding a shovel. His face looked happy and worried at times.

Fortunately, the potatoes are growing quite well. Not only do they have an acre here, but they also estimate that there are hundreds of acres nearby.

There is no problem in letting Gao Bin keep a basket of potatoes.

What's worrying is that he has a good memory and can still clearly recall the harvest of potatoes in the greenhouse last year. In half an hour, he harvested one hundred and eighty-eight pounds and four taels.

The current amount of land, even if it is estimated to be less, is still more than 400 kilograms.

Do you have to dig it out with a spade?

terrible?

Above him is the third elder brother, and below him is the fourteenth elder brother.

Seeing the unpredictable look on his face, Brother Fourteen patted his chest and said, "Brother Ninth, don't worry, keep it with me. When I finish here, I will go help you!"

The ninth elder brother was happy at first, and then thought about the age of the fourteenth elder brother, and then he could only say: "Forget it, you still have to work hard."

Brother Fourteen was unconvinced and said: "Brother Ninth looks down on others, but I have already grown strong."

The ninth elder brother did not argue with him and looked in the direction of the tenth elder brother.

Don't worry about Brother Ten's strength, he should be fine.

Everyone started digging potatoes.

The tools are simple and the movements are simple, but because we have to prevent digging into the potatoes, everyone is still very slow at the beginning.

Kangxi stepped back from the field and looked at other fields.

Gao Bin cleverly pushed Xing Zhong's lower back and pointed to the small square stool next to him.

When Xing Zhong saw this, he carried the square stool over, but did not come forward. Instead, he came to Liang Jiugong.

Liang Jiugong glanced at him, took the square stool and went to the imperial court, wiped it clean with a handkerchief, and said: "Your Majesty, would you like to rest?"

Kangxi sat down and his eyes fell on Xing Zhong and Gao Bin next to him.

The two of them, one old and the other young, were well-behaved, wearing coarse clothes, and their faces were tanned and red, but they did not have the demeanor of farmers.

These two people had met at the Ninth Prince's Mansion, and Kangxi also knew that they were working with Si Age this year to try to grow potatoes and corn.

Now that things are like this, I don’t need to talk about the merits, but the hard work is there.

He motioned the two of them to come closer and asked Xing Zhong: "How many seedlings are there in this acre of land? Have you counted them before? What is the estimated yield?"

Xing Zhong bowed and said: "When I return to the emperor, I have counted. There are 2,400 seedlings per acre, and the expected output is 3,600 kilograms."

Kangxi nodded, pointed to the potatoes he had just dug out, and said, "When I see this one coming down, I can't bear it even if it weighs two kilograms."

Xing Zhongdao: "The rain has been good this year, and there is no shortage of irrigation in Haidian. Only when the yield of Baoding's dry land comes out will we be able to count."

Seeing that he was neither humble nor arrogant, Kangxi was quite satisfied and said: "When the time comes, I will collect all the harvests from several places and make a record together. I will look at it later."

Xing Zhong agreed honestly.

Kangxi looked at Gao Bin again, looked him over, and said, "Are you just staring here these days?"

Gao Bin shook his head and said: "No, I was ordered to patrol the village a while ago. In addition to Haidian, I also had to go to Tongzhou and Zhuangzi in Daxing. I also made two trips to Baoding..."

Kangxi said: "Looking at the situation today, the potato harvest is guaranteed, so we shouldn't try planting again."

Next year we will arrange for widespread planting of land in various imperial villages.

After two or three years, more seeds have been stored, and various habits have been understood, and then they can be promoted outside.

Gao Bin nodded, his face a little tangled.

Kangxi looked at him and said, "What's wrong? You can't bear to do errands?"

Gao Bin shook his head and said: "This slave is just thinking about Master Jiu. This corn can be used directly as food. But here, in addition to making flour and making wine, it would be great if we could also find a storage method. Otherwise, everyone will not like it."

kind."

Kangxi heard that his fourth elder brother mentioned flour milling, but it was of little significance.

Too detailed.

Clean, grind, dry and bake.

Even just the first three steps are extremely cumbersome.

Then the powder made became a small number of fine objects.

"Then do you have any ideas?"

Kangxi was a little more patient.

Gao Bin thought for a while and said: "The simplest way is that if you can't replace food, just half a generation, slice it and dry it yourself, dry it into potatoes and store them. It's mainly for filling your stomach. If you get rich in the official warehouse, you can store these directly."

, it should be useful when the critical moment comes.”

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Kangxi did not comment, but looked at the potato field.

If, as Xing Zhong estimated, the yield per mu is more than 4,000 jins, then there should be 400 jins left over when making dried potatoes.

Calculated in this way, it can indeed be used as a kind of food reserve.

The most common problem with local granaries is that good grain is released as old grain, and really old grain is released as wasted.

This is replaced with dried potatoes, how to do it?

This thing is also different from ordinary grains. As long as it is released, there will be traces to follow.

In the potato field, after the first two or three plants were unfamiliar, everyone sped up their movements.

The respective eunuchs were not idle either, and came to pick up the dug potatoes and put them into baskets.

Brother Jiu brought something new to the table at first, counting the potatoes one by one.

The largest one plant grew twelve potatoes, and the smallest one grew seven.

But……

It doesn't work anymore. I bend down and stand up again, and bend down again when I stand up. My back is sore.

The sweat on my forehead also broke out.

He lowered his head and looked at the palms of his hands. There were no blisters yet, but they were also red.

Brother Jiu looked at the rest of the place and felt a little desperate.
To be continued...